Douluo: After I Traveled Through the Book, I Became the Big Sister of Shrek

In mid-July, the Spirit Hall's annual sacrificial ceremony is imminent.

For the soul masters of Wuhun City, the annual festival of offering sacrifices to the gods is the most exciting thing in the boring life day after day. On the day of offering sacrifices to the gods, the entire Wuhun City is deserted, and everyone gathers in the largest square in Wuhun City to participate in this grandest celebration.

Even before the day of worshiping the gods, every household had already decorated their houses to prepare for the celebration. This year's worship ceremony was more lively than in previous years. I don't know who came up with the idea, but the Spirit Hall launched new worship peripherals a month ago. For the price of a cup of tea, you can get a Pope doll or a blessing wooden plaque.

The people of Wuhun City had such high faith in the Wuhun Temple that the shops in front of the Wuhun Temple were sold out within half a day. They even had to urgently send supplies to the inside of the Wuhun Temple, so much so that to this day, almost everyone on the streets was holding a piece of merciful ritual peripherals.

Inside the Spirit Hall, two spirit masters, a man and a woman, were preparing for the sacrificial ceremony.

For the most important festival in the entire Wuhun City, the soul masters in charge of the celebration preparations have to be busy with many things, such as preparing various kinds of sacrifices, security work on the day of the sacrifice, the sacrifice process, and the torches for passing on the fire for the sacrifice, etc., and they are often very busy for a whole month.

This year, because the Spirit Hall temporarily launched peripheral products for sacrificing gods, the spirit masters responsible for counting the offerings had an additional job - to restock the shops that sold the Spirit Hall peripheral products.

This made many spirit masters very anxious. The spirit masters of the Spirit Hall had always been high and mighty, and had never heard of anyone doing business. Just connecting with the manufacturers of peripheral products and calculating the prices and quantities was enough of a headache for them.

The male soul master was counting the numbers while complaining, "Who on earth came up with this idea? This is simply torturing me."

"You don't know?" The female spirit master said, "This year's worship ceremony is hosted by the Saint. This idea was naturally thought of by the Saint. In the past two years, the Spirit Hall has been full of praise for the Saint. It is said that since the Saint came back, the financial income of the Spirit Hall has doubled."

Two years have passed since the All-Continental High-Level Soul Master Academy Elite Competition. Two years ago, Pope Bibi Dong announced the return of the Saint, and from that day on, the situation in the Spirit Hall has undergone earth-shaking changes.

However, although the Saint has returned for two years, few people have seen her true appearance. The Saint rarely leaves the Spirit Hall, and even rarely leaves her room. Even the Spirit Hall's spirit masters rarely see her. For most spirit masters, the Saint, like the Pope, is a symbol of mystery.

Those who were lucky enough to see the Saint would loudly praise her beauty, saying, "As long as you see the Saint, you will be unable to help but feel your heartbeat quicken and worship her." Over time, the people of Wuhun City became curious about the Saint, and they all wanted to see her beauty.

The male soul master asked, "Didn't the worship ceremony in previous years always take place under the auspices of His Majesty the Pope?"

"This year is different." The female spirit master said mysteriously, "My second brother-in-law who works in the inner hall of the Spirit Hall said that he saw the Saint with his own eyes."

The male soul master's eyes lit up: "What does the Saint look like?"

The female spirit master puffed out her chest proudly, as if she was the one who saw the Saint with her own eyes: "Of course it is..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of a door being pushed open in the distance.

The door of the hall was pushed open, creaking, and the sound of a bell came from far away. The two soul masters were stunned, and suddenly they pushed the door open to the side of the road and knelt on one knee.

The crisp sound of bells approached. A figure passed by on the road in front of them, followed by two soul masters. The two seemed to have the strength of a Titled Douluo. The aura emanating from their bodies oppressed the two soul masters who lowered their heads and could not raise their heads at all. They only had time to catch a glimpse of a pure white skirt with the corner of their eyes.

The female soul master bravely raised her eyes, almost to the point of rolling her eyes, and looked towards the figure in the white dress.

This sight completely stunned her.

After the group had left for a long time, the female soul master was still kneeling on the ground in a daze without getting up. The male soul master shook her shoulders and asked anxiously: "Is that the Saint? Did you see what the Saint looked like just now?"

The female spirit master was stunned for a long while before she slowly added, "Of course... she is a beauty beyond words."

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In the center of the Papal Palace, the door of the Pope's residence was also pushed open by the deer.

Bibi Dong was not the only one in the room. Hu Liena was also there, and seemed to be reporting something to Bibi Dong. Lu Ye ignored this and said as soon as he opened the door: "I'm going to the Slaughter City."

Behind Lu Ye, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo looked at each other.

Logically, they should have stopped Lu Ye. Entering the Pope's residence without permission was a taboo, and no one in the Spirit Hall dared to be so bold. But Bibi Dong seemed to be very indulgent towards her. No matter how excessive Lu Ye's behavior was, she was not angry at all. Over time, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, who were ordered to watch over the Saint, were also a little confused.

But this time, perhaps because she was talking to her students, Bibi Dong frowned unconsciously. Soon, she regained her usual gentleness and said to Lu Ye: "Lu Lu, in two days, you still have to preside over the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the gods."

Hu Liena tactfully stepped aside and did not participate in the conversation between the two.

"I won't go." Lu Ye said calmly, "Let Hu Liena go in my place."

Bibi Dong's expression and voice became colder: "Nonsense."

"This is His will," the deer said, "I will set out tonight."

After saying this, she turned around and left without giving Bibi Dong any chance to refuse.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo watched her turn around and leave the room. They were already used to this and were about to follow her when they heard Bibi Dong say, "Let her go and escort her to the outskirts of Slaughter City. Nana, you should have a good rest these two days and prepare to host the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the gods."

Hu Liena responded obediently: "Yes."

However, her heart could not help but surge with emotion - because on this trip, she was going to ask Bibi Dong for permission to go to the City of Slaughter.

But Lu has also gone. Will Bibi Dong still let her go?

With a lot on her mind, Hu Liena left the Pope's Palace.

As soon as she walked out of the door, she saw Lu Ye's figure. Lu Ye didn't go too far, standing in the shadow of the Pope's Palace, seemingly listening to Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo talking about the Slaughter City.

The white dress and silk on her body were gently lifted up, like a gust of wind blowing from the snow-capped mountains.

Hu Liena looked at her for a long time.

Originally, in a few years, the position of Saint should be hers. She is the direct disciple of Pope Bibi Dong, and in the future, she is likely to succeed Bibi Dong as Pope.

However, the appearance of this girl turned everything that originally belonged to her into nothing. Even Bibi Dong, her teacher who always loved her, did not reveal any information about Lu Ye's origins to her. Instead, she seemed to be very secretive about it and did not allow anyone to ask or question the saint.

Hu Liena said in a cold voice: "Qian Renlu."

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo turned to look at her at the same time.

"I've told you so many times," the deer said, "Don't call me that."